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Post by thunderhawk20 on Jul 27, 2012 12:49:38 GMT -5
WARNING! THIS FIRST PART IS JUST A LITTLE BACK STORY! YOU DON'T NEED TO READ IT THOUGH!!
This story began when I was 12, I was happy... living with my family and friends in my home town, then... one day the sun went dark and everyone was screaming, the next moment... I woke up in a town... I met some people who helped me understand, they told me my home was gone.. forever, and I was probably the only survivor, I cried... for hours, then a tall guy in black slapped me across the face, "Crying isn't going to help, be useful and help fight back" I remember those words, for three years, I fought the heartless, never shedding a single tear nor smile across my face...
Today, I was lost again, in another town, another world...
I walked up and around keep my sword hidden, I had no idea were I was or how I ended up here. I kept my hood up so no one could see my face... I reached a mansion outside the town in the middle of the woods, their was a lock on it larger than any normal key, it looked familiar...
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